If you don't farm, you'll be killed. [Apocalyptic] BL MTL

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Chapter 231 Extra 1 (Part 1)

In the quiet bamboo forest, there were constant low coughs mixed with sighs.

　There were two people sitting and one lying in the room. The one lying down was old and gray-haired, but his eyes were still as clear as those of a young man.

　The person sitting there has picturesque features and handsome eyes, but his temperament is as cold as ice.

　Xia Chen is very old, and his body has begun to suffer from many ailments. When he is with his still young lover, no one will think that they are the same age.

　But he still couldn't bear to leave, and he didn't dare to leave. Even if he was suffering from illness, he still had to work hard to live.

　But he really couldn't hold on anymore. Time was ruthless and his life had come to an end.

　He tried his best to look outside the door. He had contacted the little prince and Ling Ge through morning glory more than half a month ago, hoping to meet them before he died.

　"Don't look, they won't come." Wen Shu looked at Xia Chen attentively, not missing his expectant expression.

　"For...cough, cough..."

　Gently caressing the chest of Xia Chen who kept coughing, Wen Shu's condensed brows were gradually stained with sadness. He would rather give his life to his lover, or grow old with him and die together, which is better than what he is doing now. In this way, I am still young, and my lover is suffering from ailments and does not have much time to live.

　He knew that his lover wanted to see the two immortals because he was afraid that he would commit suicide if he left.

　But if he is the only one left in this world, what's the point of living?

　"Yuanbao, can you let me bite you?"

　Wen Shu lowered his body and once again made this request that had been rejected many times, hoping that Xia Chen would change his mind when he was about to die.

　Wen Shu was never used to sitting still and waiting for death. He had been worrying about Xia Chen's lifespan a long time ago, and this was the solution he finally came up with.

　He is the zombie king. He can infect anyone he wants. When he sucked blood in the past, he deliberately restrained the toxin.

　As long as he injects poison into his lover's body, he can turn him into a zombie.

　Lying on the bed and feeling weak, Xia Chen shook his head vigorously. He tried his best to make his head swing a little wider.

　"No...ahem, don't..."

　Xia Chen's refusal was as firm as ever. Zi Jian's plan had long been told to him. If he could evolve into a boneless person, they would naturally be with him for a long time.

　But no matter what level of zombie they are bitten and infected, the mutated zombies all start from the lowest level of purple zombies. If they want to advance, they need enough blood.

　Xia Chen has a blood bag, but the blood bag is not real blood after all. It can make zombies full and reduce their demand for blood, but it cannot satisfy the energy needed by zombies to advance.

　Wen Shu also tried feeding zombies with his own blood. He went through great pains to find a few low-level zombies that were lost in the deep mountains and old forests. After the experiment, he found that the low-level zombies could not withstand the violent energy in the blood of the bones and were directly supported alive. exploded.